Chapter 1525: Tragic fight

"hiss!"
This time Shen Lang was really scared and his scalp numb, showing a frightened expression.
how is this possible?
In this Yaoqin, strange beasts of the true spirit level will fly out, and the aura of these strange beasts that fly out is like an overwhelming, and Shen Lang can't breathe.
Fake, absolutely fake!
The true spirit is a strange beast whose strength is stronger than that of the Mahayana period, and it is impossible for this world to exist.
Shen Lang was sweating on his forehead, but he kept meditating in his heart that everything was fake.
He had a feeling that if he succumbed to these illusions, he would surely be overwhelmed.
Shen Lang gritted his teeth, the golden ape pattern on his chest rose sharply, transforming into a thousand-meter-high great ape.
"Roar!"
The great ape let out an unyielding roar, offering an offering to the Bingpo Mountain, and furiously fought against the real spirit illusions that flew over.
Shen Lang's desperate choice was the right choice. Those true spirits were not entities at all, but just imitated the appearance and aura of true spirits. In fact, they were no different from ordinary eighth-order artifact spirits.
Although they are the illusions of true spirits, these spirits still possess powerful physical bodies, comparable to the monster bodies of the eighth peak.
Being besieged by seven or eight eighth-level monsters, Shen Lang was extremely strenuous to deal with it, and a careless move would threaten his life.
The great ape lifted the Bingpo Mountain and smashed it towards the real illusions.
After fighting for a while, none of the true spirit phantoms were killed. The giant ape was covered in blood and was already injured.
"Roar!"
The phantom dragon body of a five-clawed golden dragon is like a giant python, entangled the giant ape forever! The sharp dragon scales are cutting the flesh of the giant ape.
The great ape was restrained for a while and fell into crisis.
The rest of the true spirit phantoms swarmed up and launched an attack. The fangs and sharp teeth bite the giant ape's body, the skin of the giant ape was cracked, blood raged, and blood was already flowing on the ground.
"Roar!"
The great ape roared like crazy, the blue veins in his right arm violently, grabbed the body of the five-clawed golden dragon illusion, and tried his best to pull the beast away.
The five-clawed golden dragon illusion's blade-like iron tail tightly strangled the giant ape's neck, opened its fangs and sharp teeth, and bit on the giant ape's right arm.
"Crack!"
The beast's fangs smashed the great ape's right arm and made a sound of broken bones.
"Oops!"
Shen Lang's heart was horrified, and his arm was broken, his combat power would be greatly reduced. If you don't fight to the death, you will die at that time.
A black unicorn phantom tore off a large piece of flesh and blood between the waist and abdomen of the giant ape, and the waist and abdomen of the giant ape were immediately and bloody.
"Roar!"
The intense pain caused the giant ape's eyes to be bloodshot, and he let out a sky-shattering roar, and the holy yang battle energy in his body burned to the extreme!
Smelling a strong breath of death, Shen Lang's endless fighting spirit was aroused, and his bones creaked like a stimulant.
"A bunch of fakes, die to Lao Tzu!"
The supernatural power of Qingshan Great Ape exploded, and the plush arms tightened the body of the five-clawed golden dragon illusion, exhausted all his strength, and pulled hard!
"Puff!"
With a muffled sound, the phantom of the five-clawed golden dragon was torn into two pieces by the violent giant ape. The blood splashed around like a waterfall, and a thick rain of blood fell in the sky, and the heavy smell of blood was disgusting.
The giant ape who regained his mobility, with his left arm raised the Bingpo Mountain, with fierce hair, smashed at the rest of the true spirit illusions!
The illusion of the five-clawed golden dragon is the strongest among all tool spirits, and the other true spirit illusions are much weaker than it.
The great ape was extremely violent, probably because it was life-threatening, aroused the potential in the body of the Qingshan giant ape, and its combat power had risen to twice its peak state.
Soon, three true spirit phantoms were killed by Bingpo Mountain.
Rao is that these spirits are physically strong and cannot withstand a blow or two from Bingpo Mountain.
The fierce fight lasted more than ten minutes, and Shen Lang finally killed all the spirits, and the surrounding area became a sea of ​​blood.
The giant ape gasped for breath, exhausted completely, and Shen Lang's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he transformed back into a human body on his own, and fell into a pool of blood.
Shen Lang's injuries were extremely serious. The bones of his right arm were shattered, the bones of his shoulders were shattered, and his chest and abdomen were bloody, and there was almost no completeness of his whole body.
If it hadn't been for the Holy Yang War Qi in his body to protect his heart, he would have collapsed physically now.
Shen Lang, who fell to the ground, could hardly provide a trace of strength. Now if Yaoqin attacks him, he really has no resistance and can only be slaughtered.
But what is amazing is that the sound of the piano that had been floating in the ears suddenly stopped suddenly, and the silence between the heavens and the earth restored, deathly silence...
The Baiyu Yaoqin was still placed on the peach wooden table in the pavilion. At this moment, a phantom of a white-clothed man suddenly appeared, his hands flat on the Yaoqin.
It turns out that the person who played the piano just now turned out to be this phantom! It's just that the phantom has no physical body, and it's hidden, so Shen Lang didn't notice it.
Feng Qingyun glanced at Shen Lang in the pool of blood, the white-clothed man's eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could see everything.
He just glanced at Shen Lang, then withdrew his gaze again, stood up lightly, and turned into a ray of blue smoke, disappearing without a trace.
Shen Lang watched this scene helplessly, with horror in his heart, is the man in white clothes the Profound Emperor?
In short, it seems to be over...
Shen Lang struggled to move his body in a pool of blood. Although he had the Sacred Yang War Qi body, his physical injury was too serious. Even the Sacred Yang War Qi can only maintain his injuries at best.
Fortunately, Qingshan Great Ape's body is strong enough, otherwise it would have been sacked by so many spirits just now, and replaced by another cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Even the physical body of the ninth-order demon cultivator had to be dismantled.
The most severely injured right now is the right arm, which is almost broken. If it is not handled in time, the right arm will be destroyed.
Shen Lang gritted his teeth, raised his strength, and forced his body to sit up straight.
The storage ring in his hand lit up, and Shen Lang took out a large number of bottles and cans from it, all of which were the healing medicine that had been searched for years.
Regardless of whether it was useful or useless, Shen Lang frantically poured these pills into his mouth.
After all, it should be somewhat effective, as long as it can relieve the pressure of Sheng Yang's fighting spirit.
After doing all these things, Shen Langqiang endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to connect his broken bones.
In the process, he grinned with pain, and sweated all over his body. At any rate, it was a success.
Later, he took out the top healing ointment and applied it to the broken arm to promote wound healing. Then wrap the broken arm with gauze.
For injuries on other parts of the body, some ointments were applied one after another, and the treatment was simplified.
Shen Lang is now unable to protect himself, and is too lazy to take care of other things. In the current state, no matter what danger you encounter, you will die.
He sat on the spot, concentrating on meditating to recover from his injury.